Clay’s POV After a lot of arguing and a shit-ton of bad words exchanged, we all agreed to drive to Mallory’s house to apologize. Since we couldn’t agree on a feasible way to do so, we decided just to show up and wing it, rip the bandaid off so to speak. But here we were, about to watch her walk away from us, and Colt was the only one who’d managed an apology. A fucked-up one, but an apology nonetheless. I couldn’t let her leave without saying what I came here to say. I knew Cary wanted to say his peace too but I was less confident his apology would be any better than Colton’s. He was too much of a cocky bastard for his own good most of the time. Still, I had to try to make her listen. “Mallory, wait!” I clamored after her, the words tumbling out with no plan in mind. “What do you want now, Clay? It’s been a long day and I’m tired.” She really did sound exhausted. “We’ve already told you what we want. You.” I reminded her. “And we’re not going to just give up because you kee
Mallory’s POV “Goddess damn it!” I cursed, punching my pillow as I turned onto my stomach, trying, and failing miserable, to find a comfortable position. I’d been lying in bed for the last hour since my one-sided conversation with Clay, and sleep still eluded me. One-sided, because apparently I’d been struck dumb by his nearness, shaking like a shy school-girl standing too close to her first crush. What a colossal fucking disaster! What was it about those three men that got under my skin and so obstinately refused to be evicted? It had literally been less than an hour since I’d left Nathan, having professed my undying love and promised to be faithful. Then I came home to find them in my house and not only did I not throw them out forcefully, but I kissed one of them. Again! “Fuck!” I screamed into my pillow, angry with myself for being so weak. If I could manage to control my traitorous body, I might have a chance of resisting them. But the moment they got close to me, my body
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Mallory’s POV I woke the next morning to a banging sound. Bolting upright in bed at the jarring noise, it took me a minute to get my bearings. Then, just as it registered with me that someone was at the door, strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me back down. “Just ignore it. They’ll go away.” Cary’s gruff morning voice was muffled by his face burrowing into my hair until his lips reached the back of my neck. My mind raced as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Between Cary trailing kisses along the back of my neck and the persistent banging outside, I couldn’t think straight. Why was Cary in my bed? I’d slept so soundly, I felt like I was waking from a coma after years of being unconscious. But gradually, the events of the night prior filtered into my brain. Cary had climbed in through my window. I had cried in his arms. Then he held me until I fell asleep. And apparently spent the entire night with me. That about summed it up. Cary scooted in closer to my back,
Cary’s POV Waking up with Mallory in my arms felt fucking perfect! The few times I’d allowed myself to fall asleep with a woman had always ended in me feeling dirty and disgusted, but with Mal it felt like I could lie there with her forever. I’d had the best sleep of my life and I was in no hurry to let her go. I knew I’d promised her I wouldn’t try anything but I couldn’t help myself. Her alluring scent surrounding me and the feel of her soft skin under my fingertips was too much to resist. I was so hard for her it was fucking painful and I couldn’t stop myself from shoving my cock against her soft ass to ease the ache a little. She was letting me touch her and everything was perfect until the asshole Alpha came banging on her door. I wanted to go with her to confront him, to stake my claim, but I had to respect Mal’s wishes and let her go alone. It was a decision my wolf did not agree with. “Let’s shift. I want to go for a run.” Roan coaxed me as I mulled around in the woods
Clay’s POV Mallory came out of the bathroom looking good enough to eat. Her dark brown locks were pulled up in a low twist, a few wispy strands hanging loosely around her face. Her sun kissed skin glowed without a speck of makeup other than some shiny lip gloss that made her plush lips look even more kissable. And the thigh length, red baby doll dress she wore made her legs look impossibly long. Noticing us staring at her, Mallory narrowed her eyes as she looked back and forth between Cary and me. I tried to stop the bit of drool from escaping but the way she was scrutinizing me told me she hadn’t missed me ogling her. “This is not a date!” She insisted. “I’m giving you the gift of my time as a thank you for actually being nice to me last night and not trying to take advantage of my emotional vulnerability.” I looked at my brother who was studiously ignoring my gaze. But I wasn’t about to let him off the hook that easily. He’d tried to make me think he’d slept with her to make
Mallory’s POV "I love hearing you laugh and seeing that beautiful smile light up your face. I love it even more when I have something to do with putting it there.” Cary's warm breath on my ear made me shudder involuntarily. He was so close. Much, much too close. My breathing hitched as Cary’s massive frame loomed over me. A spike of fear tore through me, though I knew he would never hurt me physically. It was actually that knowledge that scared me. I felt so safe with his arms around me, with any of the triplets if I was being honest with myself. Just like I’d felt safe spending the night in his arms last night. What scared me even more was that a part of me liked his nearness. His bergamot and cinnamon scent hung thick in the air around us, sending a jolt of pleasurable tingles right between my thighs. I hated that I had that reaction to him and I hated even more that he knew it. I needed to get away from him before my arousal flooded the whole room but he had me trapped. “Wh-
Colton's POV Fucking torture! That's what the entire day had been. The minute Mallory walked in the house my wolf had been on edge. Even in my office with the door closed, he could pick up her scent from three floors down. Every delicious, mouthwatering note of her fragrance. Then there was the sound of her laughter. That musical lilt that never failed to make my heart sing and my cock ache. Kai was riding me hard, jealous of his brothers and pushing me to join them. I couldn't say I blamed him. I was jealous too. But I pushed back, refusing to be led by my oversexed wolf. Until I couldn't refuse anymore. “Okay! I'll go see what they're up to. But we're just looking!” I bargained. "We weren't invited and I'm not going to invite myself to join like some loser!" "Not good enough!” Kai rumbled. “Need to taste her again!” “We can't and you know it! I committed to Darcy and I will not betray her trust!” I argued. Kai bared his fangs at me, not liking my response. It was the same